PSEUDO XX

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PSEUDO XX

"Twinkle, twinkle, little stars. How I wonder what you are---"

"Stop it!" I shouted to the little girl walking on the side of the road while holding a doll and singing that song.

The little girl looks terrified, so she runs away quickly.

"Oh, shoot. What did I do to an innocent and cute little girl?" I ask myself unbelievably.

"Ugh! I am really the bad guy here." I whispered and shook my head while remembering the black magic of the book. I sighed out of exasperation; now, I am sure the book has no power. It is just a pseudo.

And not everything I could see was real.




The policewoman came back and asked me to stay at the hospital. I agreed with her, but I said I would go home first and then wait for me outside the house, so we decided she would drop me by.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little s-stars. How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so h-high like a diamond in t-the sky...."

"You like that song?" The policewoman asks me.

I laugh endlessly and then answer. "Yes! It is my favorite."

The policeman looked confused, so I ignored it.

"Can you wait for me here? I will get some clothes." I said while pointing to Aunt Brenda's house on the other side of the road.

"Uhm. Okay." She nodded.

I waved at her and ran.

"Ms. Vandyck!"

I stop in the middle of the road and look at her. "Yes?"

"You left your----"

*BLAG*

"Ms. Vandyck!"

And then suddenly, I found myself lying on the floor full of blood.

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